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Moving from SF to NY

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Moving from SF to NY

Just flew into JFK yesterday. After switching time zones every other week for the last three months, it feels nice to know that Eastern Standard Time is locked in for the next coup ...

Just flew into JFK yesterday. After switching time zones every other week for the last three months, it feels nice to know that Eastern Standard Time is locked in for the next couple of years at least. My feelings of moving from SF to NY stew with a bit of nervous, sad, and excited as seasoning.

I was born and raised in Atlanta, GA. I wouldn’t give up my childhood experience for the world. From late warm summer nights playing cops and robbers to running through pollen in spring time, home was home. However, after my freshman year of high school, my dad got a new job in San Diego and off we went. I was devastated. In Georgia, I had just won our state championship in golf, had a core group of best friends, and was doing well in school. I felt on top of the world.

Now, I was the new kid on the block, had no new friends, and didn’t know any of my teachers. I had to start from scratch. I pleaded with my mom every day for us to move back to Georgia. That entire summer, all I did was watch T.V. and practice Golf, one of the more lonely times in my life. I had never been so eager to go to school.

After school started, the first few weeks I sat by myself during lunch. I was the last to have a partner during class projects. I got in a fist fight and was nearly suspended from school. They took pity on me as they knew I was new. I wasn’t normally a trouble student. Weeks went by, and then months and I still felt the strongest desire to go home, to go back to Georgia with all of my old friends, teachers, and teammates.

Funny as life goes, when you are feeling the most down, the future is most bright. I started making new friends, became captain of the golf team, and even dated my first girlfriend! And just like that, I didn’t want to go back to Georgia anymore. It was that sudden. As a matter of fact, you couldn’t have paid me to go back at that point.

I’m not sure exactly what the lesson here is outside of perseverance. One of my favorite quotes goes like this, “In the end, everything will be OK, if it’s not, then it’s not the end.” Although the quote lacks a call to action, it does serve as a call to keep going when the going gets tough.

Had I stayed in Georgia, I may not have had the opportunity to lead the golf team as early as I did, to start a speech and debate team, to even get into Berkeley. I am thankful for life as it goes and how things seem to work out in hindsight. I have applied what I learned in high school to many other facets of life, and New York will be no different.

Comment ( 1 )

  1. ReplyLinh Le
    Keep up the great work and good luck in NYC! Can't wait for the next episode!

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